Karaoké Yonkers Tyler, The Creator

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Wolf Haley

Golf Wang go

I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox no, I'm not threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar

Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks

Bedrock, harder than a motherfuckin' Flintstone making crack rocks outta pussy nigga fishbones

This nigga Jasper tryin' to get grown about five, seven of his bitches in my bedroom

Swallow the cinnamon

Imma scribble this sin and shit while Syd is tellin' me that she's been getting intimate with men

Here's the number to my therapist you tell him all your problems

He's fuckin' awesome with listenin'

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Golf Wang

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Wolf Haley

Golf fuckin' Wang

Jesus called he said he's sick of the disses

I told him to quit bitchin' this isn't a fuckin' hotline

For a fuckin' shrink, sheesh

I already got mine and he's not fuckin' workin'

I think I'm wastin' my damn time

I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal this the revenge of the dicks that's nine cocks that cock 9's

This ain't no V. Tech shit or Columbine but after bowling

I went home for some damn adventure Time

I slipped myself some pink Xannies and danced around the house in all-over print panties

My mom's gone that fuckin' broad will never understand me

I'm not gay

I just wanna boogie to some Marvin fuck her

Wolf Haley robbin' them

I'll crash that fuckin' airplane that that faggot nigga

BoB is in

And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus and won't stop until the cops come in

I'm an overachiever so how about I start a team of leaders and pick up

Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver green paper, gold teeth and pregnant golden retrievers

All I want fuck money, diamonds and bitches don't need 'em

But where the fat ones at I got somethin' to feed 'em it's some cooking books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em

Snap back green ch-ch-chia fuckin' leaves it's been a couple months and Tina still ain't perm

Her fuckin' weave damn

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Golf Wang

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Wolf Haley

Golf Wang yeah

Goddamn goblin

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Golf Wang

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Wolf Haley

Golf Wang yeah

They say success is the best revenge so I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines, I'm in

Oh, not again another critic writing report

I'm stabbin' any bloggin' faggot hipster with a pitchfork

Still suicidal, I am

I'm Wolf

Tyler put this fuckin' knife in my hand

I'm Wolf ace gon' put that fuckin' hole in my head, and I'm Wolf that was me who shoved a cock

In your bitch fuck the fame and all the hype, G

I just wanna know if my father

Would ever like me but I don't give a fuck so he's probably just like me a motherfuckin' goblin

That's what my conscience said then it bunny-hopped off my shoulder now my conscience dead

Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement actions speak louder than words let me try this shit

Dead